"One day, you will all die!"
Zhang Fan was severely suppressed by the aura of foundation building. Although he could not speak, he kept roaring in his heart.
Jiang Yun, watching Zhang Fan's face from the audience, saw it was covered in blue and white. He felt incredibly happy. The calmness he once had on his face was gone.
"Take him away!" The presiding monk gave Zhang Fan a cold look, and then two monks came up and grabbed him, dragging him off the stage. Meanwhile, the monks below watched this scene in silence, and then bursts of wailing erupted from below.
"My spirit stones! Zhang Fan, you bastard, give me back my spirit stones!"
How much I loved you before, how much I hate you now.
"Hmph! What a brat!" The judges on the stage watched this scene, their hearts aghast. They had long disliked Zhang Fan. He thought he had a good background, but little did he know that in the eyes of these talisman masters, he was nothing.
Those who can become Grandmasters are all gifted and have gone through countless hardships. Moreover, many of them are Grandmasters or even Golden Core cultivators. They will not give the other party any face.
Seeing the excitement among the monks below, Master Haoyi released a golden elixir aura and shouted loudly:
"quiet!"
Only then did the audience realize who had the final say in Ziyang City.
At this time, the cultivators that Xu Xing was familiar with also began to congratulate him. However, Jiang Yun's heart was filled with a faint worry.
Lin Chengsi's purpose was the same as his, which was to get the Purple Yang Divine Stone. This time, they finally had the opportunity to really come into contact with it.
And just like that, the once-a-decade Ziyang Talisman Competition came to an end. But the storm looming over Ziyang City was far from over. As usual, the Talisman Competition would begin with the competition, followed by the once-a-decade grand auction. Various precious treasures would be auctioned, attracting numerous Foundation Establishment and even Golden Core cultivators.
This year, the number of Jindan cultivators was over 30% higher than in previous years. An oppressive atmosphere enveloped Ziyang. Ordinary cultivators simply felt that this year's talisman meeting was more lively, believing that numerous cultivators had come to help protect Ziyang City. However, those who truly understood the situation were eager to flee the place immediately.
After the event, Jiang Yun came to Ziyang Mountain again and met Master Haoyi.
"There's some progress to be made regarding the Demon Cult incident. Your new neighbor has probably been controlled by demonic energy for a long time, but it's been suppressed until now."
"And you are just a target that they want to eliminate because we killed the Black Wind Demon Cultivator together last time in Ziyun Market."
After Master Haoyi finished speaking, he took a sip of tea, glanced at Jiang Yun, and said with a strange expression.
"Don't you want the Purple Sun Stone? I can give it to you right now, but you have to take Miaomiao with you and leave for the East China Sea! How about that?"
When Jiang Yun heard this, he was shocked. He didn't expect that the Zixiao Stone that had been out of reach for so long would finally appear.
"Okay, how do we get there?"
Jiang Yun immediately said that if he could get the Purple Yang Divine Stone, he really didn't want to stay here any longer. Wouldn't he like to go to the East China Sea and find a quiet and peaceful island to practice?
Nowadays, there are too many cultivators who want to leave Ziyang. With the care of Master Haoyi, leaving Ziyang City is not a problem at all. But how to get to the East China Sea is not easy.
Without a spirit boat, if a cultivator relies solely on flying with a sword, perhaps only a Jindan cultivator can withstand the consumption of mana over such a long distance.
"Qingyun Sect will have a spiritual boat going there soon. I will help you find two tickets then."
After hearing what Master Haoyi said, Jiang Yun finally nodded. But at the same time, his worry grew. Even Master Haoyi, a Jindan cultivator, felt that this place was dangerous, so what about ordinary cultivators?
With worry, Jiang Yun left Ziyang Mountain and prepared to take the opportunity to buy a wave in the city. When he arrived at the East China Sea Xiuxian Realm, it would probably be a different world.
Meanwhile, as if waiting for something, the monsters continued to gather in the northern part of Ziyang City. However, aside from the occasional harassment from the inconsiderate monsters, the large-scale siege had ceased, as if they were waiting for problems to arise within the city.
Xu Xing, who had won the duel, was also ready to go to Ziyang Mountain to comprehend the true divine stone. Coincidentally, the day he chose to go was the day when the Ziyang City auction began.
"Come to the worship hall to discuss things!"
Jiang Yun, who was shopping spree in Ziyang City, received a message from Lin Chengsi. He did not go back immediately, but bought what he needed and then rushed back to the offering hall.
"Senior Jiang!" Xu Xing greeted him with a beaming face. This time, he'd secured first place, which meant not only the opportunity to comprehend the Divine Stone but also the authentic Foundation Establishment Pill. With the reward already in hand, once this period was over, he could find an opportunity to build his foundation.
"Fellow Daoist Jiang, I'm here to discuss the matter of the Purple Sun Divine Stone. This time, Xing'er is going to comprehend the true Purple Sun Divine Stone, and I hope you will help her when she arrives."
Jiang Yun's face changed when he heard this. Did he think of himself as a link? Looking at Jiang Yun's slightly puzzled expression, Lin Chengsi smiled slightly and said:
"Don't worry, fellow Daoist. This is our best chance. The sacred stone is the Ziyang Sect's treasure. When the time comes, you will pick up Xing'er and leave Ziyang. Others will come to pick you up."
Jiang Yun nodded after hearing this. He then asked about the specific time and place before leaving.
"Uncle, can he be trusted?"
Looking at Jiang Yun who had already walked away, Xu Xing asked Lin Chengsi worriedly.
"Haha, what we want is not his trust, but his participation!"
After leaving the Worship Hall, Jiang Yun finally returned to his first residence in Ziyang City, Danfu Residence. Although the spiritual energy here couldn't compare to that of Ziyang Mountain, it was quiet and peaceful. Jiang Yun hadn't changed his residence in such a long time.
At this time, because the monsters only surrounded the city but did not attack, after a long time, many monks involved in defending the city and logistics were able to slowly return. When Jiang Yun returned to Danfu Residence, his neighbor across the street, Jiang Mingyuan and his family, also happened to return home.
Seeing Jiang Yun, Jiang Mingyuan hurriedly and carefully pulled Jiang Yun aside.
"What's going on with Yu Feibai? These past few days, monks from the Demon Suppression Division have come to visit. They've asked about his situation and even dismantled the house for a thorough inspection."
He was also frightened by the scene. Last time when Wang Ruliu happened, the Demon Suppression Division came to his house. This time, the commotion was even bigger than last time.
"Well, I heard that they have colluded with the devil." Jiang Yun answered casually. Indeed, it was not an ordinary thing for the Demon Suppression Division to come to the door.
"Hey, is this place's feng shui bad? Why does it always cause trouble for the Demon Cult?"
After hearing the other party's complaint, Jiang Yun asked calmly:
"I'm planning to move out this time. I heard you've been out for a long time, so maybe it's time to go back and visit."
Jiang Yun finished speaking, and without waiting for Jiang Mingyuan to say anything else, he turned and went into the house. As for whether the other party could understand it, it depended on his luck.
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